My brain hurt from working overtime with all the scenarios I concocted in regards to Ronnie’s murder. The facts I was sure of made no sense to the end result. The speculations made even less sense. Nothing made sense except the woman beside me, and the sleeping boy behind me. I’d always approache...
I asked with apprehension lacing every word. I was a bit overwhelmed by the turn in conversation. Ricky tended to have huge aspirations and dreams, but the look on Marco’s face showed just as much optimism as our friend’s voice had over the phone line. &n...
I sat in shock, listening to them as they described a stranger. The Lawsons urged me to speak to my parents. I argued that I needed time. Except for explaining to them that Quint is devastated, I haven’t shared any details with anyone. I’m not lying, just omitting…mainly because I don’t want anyo...
Every day...since Denver, through Salt Lake, through Boise and through Spokane. Four days total. The four days I was dreading, because we wouldn’t be getting a break, has turned into four days of torture. Four days, where the guys try to act as they normally do. Four days,...